Back to the Past: Breaking the Love Spell

Chapter 642

Recently, Shane had made over 30 thousand dollars just from selling live recordings of Carlisle's song "Rest of My Life". And that was only the live version. He could only imagine how much he'd earn if Carlisle released a high-quality album.

Shane, wearing a tattered and patched-up cotton jacket, took a swig of beer and continued urging, "Carl, believe me, if you don't debut, I'll cut off my head and use it as a soccer ball. The music scene will be yours!"

"I'm not interested in the entertainment industry."

Carlisle remained unmoved by Shane's enthusiasm.

The thought of being followed by paparazzi, constantly surrounded by rumors and scandals, and having friends and family harassed by the media was terrifying. The idea of hiding just to avoid being bothered made him shudder.

Shane gulped down more beer and lamented, "Carl, not debuting is a huge loss for the music industry!"

Carlisle grinned slightly and said, "Why don't you join a singing competition? I can write songs for you."

"My off-key croaking is not worth mentioning. But Daniel could give it a try..."

thanks. Singing is just too risky

being modest," Shane said,

believe me? Let me give

singing off-key, "Ah, give me a drink to forget... Replace

okay. I believe you,"

was an underestimation. Daniel couldn't

shrank back into his seat, saying, "Damn

his apartment for a nap. When he woke up, he went out for a meal

was in high spirits. Hermès' staff had been very agreeable and signed the contract almost immediately. At 30 cents per click, if all seven million registered users clicked, that would

money could be that easy. Alumni Network was practically a goldmine especially with the new feature Selena mentioned, where

"Cheers!"

his glass to toast

of wine. By 9:00 pm, Sean had to return to the dormitory

he was pretty drunk. After settling the